This book contains mature content like depression, self harm, blood/gore in someplaces, etc.
Not as much now that I'm editing this after three years Jesus-
Anyways if your +13 and can handle this stuff then read on.
So, this a Phoenix Drop High an...
A/N: this picture just described him so perfectly😂
(Y/N) POV "Aph please just pick something-" I whined as she rummaged through her closet as she made me sit on her bed, wrapped in a towel, my clothes g O n E and taken away to the side. I was a little uncomfortable this way, but she was too distracted to notice. My scars from back then have healed over the years, but they always felt so obvious to me. Like anyone could just grab and poke at every single one. In reality, they were visible, but getting faint so it wasn't too horrible. Plus, it was just me and Aph at least and I trust her. "This is unnecessary just grab something random-" I said as she continued to ignore my complaints and look till she popped out from the abyss with an outfit. "AHA! I found something cute for you!" She beamed. I never will understand why she get so excited about this kind of thing.
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"Huh, that's not as bad as I thought it would be-" I really expected her to dress me up all cute and frilly since she'd always wanted to make me a walking doll for herself. "Only objection, can I get some full jeans instead of shorts please;;" I already was out of my comfort zone, I'd like to return to it. "Fiiiiine-" she swapped the shorts for some black jeans, ones with the single rip in the knees. "Better." I smiled and she set them on the bed next to me. "You get changed then and I'll check the cupcakes and clean up downstairs." She said before leaving me to myself in her room.
I got out of the towel and slipped her clothes on, thankfully we were similar in size (shh go w it), so that made her clothes a good fit on me. I might have to steal this top from her wow- "(Y/N) no-" I'll just have to ask her where she got it then, but it was comfy. I didn't get my hair dirty from the spill, so that was a plus, making me all cleaned up and good to get back to some cupcakes. I headed out of her room to help downstairs, only to be met with chest to my head and stumbling back, a hand grabbing mine to catch me. "Sorry-" it was Zane, apologizing once again. He was more apologetic than I thought, but that's just from how much of a klutz I actually am. "It's fine- I wasn't watching where I was going." I said, taking my hand back. His hands were bigger than mine, but surprisingly kinda soft and cold. "The hell are you thinking wack job-" it was an observation shut up.
"I thought Aph was up here, did she already go downstairs?" He asked and I nodded in response. "She went to check the cupcakes and clean up a bit." I explained. We both mentally agreed to head back downstairs and Aph laughed at us? "What are you laughing about- did you eat more pixie sticks?" Zane asked, myself having the same question. "Sorry sorry," she laughed, "You two just look like an off brand version of me and Aaron." Zane and I looked at each other and ourselves and she wasn't wrong- I was wearing her clothes and Zane was pretty much in the same thing Aaron was wearing earlier except his mask and he wasn't shirtless.
"Huh, I guess you're right." I said and laughed a bit myself. It was a little ironic, so I can see why she laughed, but no way we'd 'be' an off brand version of them. Those two were close since high school and dated throughout it and are now too, loving together no less. Zane and I were the opposite. We were anything but close through high school and not a chance in hell were we dating, much less would I live with him. But he hasn't been all bad so far. I hate to admit it, especially with Aph, but maybe she was right. He didn't seem as 'evil' as he used to be. He was definitely different.
Zane POV There's that smile again. The guilt that I made her do anything but smile back then built up on me, but she wasn't the same from back then either. She hasn't hit me again thankfully- I deserved more than that slap for what I did, but I have Aphmau to thank for convincing her to give me a chance. I just need to find a good time to properly apologize. I hope she can forgive me for what i did.
Ding!
"Cupcakes are ready!!" Aph cheered and we both headed to see them rising out of the tins and looked and smelled delicious. I got them out of the oven and set them to the side to cool and once they did the three of us started frosting them. Aph, being the child she is, tried putting icing on my face. Or what little of it that showed. "nuh uh- I just got clean." I said and (Y/N) took the initiative to put icing on Aph's face instead. Soon enough the both were drawing mustaches and squiggles in each others faces.
That damn smile. What the hell- there's something about it. I keep seeing her smile, wishing I could've made her smile before. That's how she changed; she's able to smile. She laughs and doesn't look afraid of everything. Maybe having another friend besides Aphmau wouldn't be so bad. Or I'd at least be a frenemy to her.
------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Again I changed a lot this chapter, it's a bit shorter than the others, but please send me feedback! I'd love to hear your ideas and love reading comments. I hope this less dramatic version is better than what it was before, so spread the books coming back! I'll see you all in the next chapter🤙🏻
